Staycation is my favorite vacation. Especially since my house has a pool.

• burned out stressed out

• husband is going on work trip (you both wfh)

• plan week off while he’s away so you can just go fucking ape and keep your favoured night owl hours, make horrible noises all day woodworking, sort the garden, all that fun stuff

• file leave, get the fucking week wrong

This used to be me. Vacation is a skill, developed over time! Don’t listen to other people, learn what you like to do and do it, And no shame!

If you need to spend 2 weeks sleeping in a coffin under ur house, with chips & shows, u do u babe.

Y’all get to take time off for mental health reasons?

Doesn’t matter how stressed I feel, I still gotta go to work… :(

“Mosquitoes the size of horseflies” I think those were just crane flies, which are harmless lol

The sad thing about having to live with your parents in this economy, is that I can’t possibly take a proper vacation day. If I did, my mom would most certainly use it to get me to do some extra chores. Even if I went to a hotel, half of the time would be spent unpacking and the other half repacking.

I just take a different, more affordable kind of trip 🍄

I swear my solo holidays are like this.

I’ve had bad mental health breaks but this is still a good outcome overall.

Imagine being in poor mental state and still having to work, I’d take the break any day.

I spread my vacations out across the year, just taking one day off a week. It works out to almost 1/3rd of my year is just 4-day weeks and it’s so fucking nice. Going on weekend/week long vacations is so stressful bc you feel like you Have to enjoy yourself. Plus, it fucking sucks taking a week off and then having to go back to work, it’s so depressing being back in after all that time.

The extra day off I get each week lets me just take care of whatever issues come up during the week during business hours, so I’m not scrambling to do stuff on the weekends, or after I get off, or during work/breaks. Or, if nothing is pressing, I can just do whatever the fuck I want. I work 2 days, have a mid-weekend, then two days on, then regular weekend. It should just be the standard, why the fuck do we have to kill ourselves?

I was excited for my birthday because I was gonna finally take the time to finish cleaning/rearranging my bedroom, since I gutted the room and then got sidetracked for two weeks.

Woke up today with some of the worst back pain I’ve ever had. I think I must’ve strained a muscle or something in my sleep, but it hurts to move.

This is me whenever I plan on a staycation…and it turns into my mom(bc who can afford to move out???) Finding shiz I need to do and I just can’t seem to rest bc gotta be productive 🫠

Isn’t this just the plot of a recent Sunny episode?

While it’s easy for me to say, in this case you contributed to your stress levels. I’m not a buddhist but I found a lot of the teachings helpful, combined with an audiobook from Derren Brown called ‘Happy’… in this situation the best move would be to assess what can be changed (activity, location) and what cannot be changed (the weather, if the fish are biting, mosquitos).

It’s a bit of a grim idea to come to terms with, but acceptance that many aspects of life happen to us with no control is oddly freeing. Anyway I’ll fuck off now with my advice. You might hate it and I can’t control that!

Why would you go anywhere with a cold? That’s gonna certainly be more miserable than staying home with a child, which is also miserable but at least in air conditioning